Chapter 65 The Dull Child (Modified)

Run away, sister!

Qin Muchen's face turned dark and he wished he could throw her away.

This damn woman's temper and courage soared sharply when she got drunk.

How dare you think of him as a horse!

Outside the corridor, a man in casual clothes walked over.

Gu Shinian, who had been making a fuss, became strangely quiet. Then, he tightened his grip on Qin Muchen's neck, pointed at the man and shouted in fear: "Bad guy! Qin Muchen, bad guy, there are bad guys!"

Qin Muchen's face was cold and he opened her hand a little.

I glanced at the confused man, thought for a moment, and explained casually: "I'm drunk and crazy."

The man nodded and smiled dumbly: "I said, it's fine, why am I so bad?"

Qin Muchen didn't even say an apology, and walked toward the elevator with Gu Shinian on his back.

The man was still standing there, the smile on his lips not diminishing at all.

"Gu Shinian, long time no see."

It's been three years.

Finally we met again.

"But it's really hard for you. You're so drunk and you still remember how bad I am."

A hurried assistant came over and whispered worriedly in his ear: "Sir, the young master is not asleep yet."

The man looked at the time and frowned: "So late?"

He followed and walked towards the club room. When he opened the door, he saw a little man sitting on the bed behind him.

His face was expressionless and dull, and he was holding a photo frame in his hand.

"Do you really want to see her?" Ye Junshen asked softly, leaning on the doorframe, with a hint of smile in his voice.

The little man didn't look back, didn't even change his movements.

"...Get some rest early and I'll take you to see her in two days."

"...and him." After thinking about it, he added.

The little man finally responded, holding the photo frame in his arms, pulling back the quilt and lying on it.

Even the posture is neat and neat on the face.

Ye Jun laughed at himself, walked over, sat on the edge of the bed, and touched his little head: "You tell me, what's going on? You have to have those two people to react. You don't know what I do to you. ?"

The little man opened his eyes, his unwavering eyes were frighteningly quiet.

Ye Jun let go of his hand and shrugged his shoulders indifferently: "Okay, I won't bother you anymore, go to bed quickly."

The little man changed his direction and went to sleep.

Ye Jun stared deeply at his indifferent background. Every time he saw his face, he could always think of that person.

Even he himself almost didn't know what he was doing.

…

The Qin family manor is brightly lit even in the middle of the night.

The woman who had been making trouble for a long time finally calmed down.

The housekeeper came up and fed her some more milk before looking at the man who had been quiet by the window sill.

"...Master, are you worried?"

She has been taking care of Qin Muchen since he was a child.

Therefore, Qin Muchen is the master, but sometimes, in her eyes, he is more like a child.

"Um."

In the darker night, the man lowered his eyes and lowered his head. His hanging hair cast a shadow, covering half of his expression.

For a moment, he was moved, and even his voice lost its previous coldness: "Zhang Ma, Gu Shinian, you are a very powerful person."

He couldn't bear it.

Reluctant to leave her.

Unwilling to do so.

The butler smiled meaningfully, but felt a little relieved: "Young Master Mu, are you emotional?"

"...I don't know." He answered truthfully.

In front of others, he denied it to the end.